Adrian And Marinette Novels & Stories

For one dizzying second, the rest of the world disappeared,there was only the scent of pine and earth on his skin and the rapid thud of my own heart. Then he noticed the stares. Adrian’s hands dropped away. He took a deliberate step back, putting careful distance between us, his expression cooling into something neutral and alpha-like. Without another word, he turned and walked away. I exhaled shakily. On the far side of the building overlooking the field, a woman stood watching us. Her elegant features were twisted with clear displeasure. She glared for a long moment before spinning on her heel and storming back inside the building, her movements sharp with anger.

'That's what I'm trying to say. Adrian's face hardened like stone, anger flashing in his dark eyes. He stepped closer, his voice low and hurt. 'You may hate me, Marina, but I am a person with feelings. I know how to be kind, and if you never ever give me a chance, maybe I could show you some time.'

tinanong na naman siya ni Joy. "Of course, naughty guys. Mas masarap daw magdala 'yon eh," makahulugan niyang sagot. Nasisira ang mood niya dahil sa mukha ni Mari na namamahinga sa balikat ni Martin. At hinahayaan lang ito ng lalaki. Hindi alintana ang mapanuring tingin nila. "Magdala? Ng?" hindi napigilan ni Adrian kaya sumabat na't nakisali sa biruan.

Antonio de Marino. That is Adriana's father.

Adan talks to her as he tries his best to be calm. "But I am not family…I am not your blood Adan…I am only a maid to you…please Adan…please do this for me please…" Marinette pleads with him as she breaks into fresh tears. "I hate to see you cry so stop crying. Don't let me lose my temper and punish someone else in your stead. Please!" Adan begs her. "You have been with so many women. You still don't love any? No woman has touched your heart, Adan?" Marinette asks him in a broken voice.

Adrian walking out the night of the party has clearly gotten around to the rest of the pack, and now everyone is being disrespectful. Having a mate really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.

Adrian said in an attempt to anger Damien, but he was not going to create a scene in his woman’s workplace. “I am not playing around. Harriett is my ex-wife and mother of my children, just in-case you forgot.” He kept his voice low so that Harriet didn’t hear them and came out. “One more thing, Adrian. You can try all you want but, you’ll always be the second option…in everything.

She didn’t ask questions,just sat beside me, her hand pressed over mine. “You’re close,” she whispered. “Don’t slip now.” I kissed her temple. “I won’t.” She lifted her head, met my eyes. The same eyes Micah had. The same fight. “Bring it all down, Adrian.” “I will.” The marina smelled of salt and rotting wood when I stepped onto the dock at ten on the dot. Lights flickered overhead , only half the bulbs still alive, swaying in the breeze like lanterns in some forgotten graveyard.

Unfortunately, Adrian’s parents, Stella and Hudson, couldn’t attend the party as they were away on vacation. Mariana and Tyler had been dating for over three years, both in their second year of college. Cherry and Manuel had been married for two years, and Cherry was eight months pregnant with their first child. Vanessa and her boyfriend James had met in college and had been together for a year. Caroline had met Nathan at her grocery store, where he had been a regular customer, and they had hit it off the first time they met. “Attention, everyone! We have an announcement to make!” Adrian called out, raising his wine glass and tapping it with a spoon to get everyone’s attention. The music sto

Marinette quickly said, and I gave her the ‘eyes. She mouthed "sorry.’ These girls just don't understand. “Ohhh…. I see, maybe I could lighten up your mood,” the dude said. “By the way. I am Adrienne, and you are?” He asked. “None of your business,” I replied nonchalantly. Rose and Marinette raised their gazes, while the dude gave a soft, “ohh.” Not that I cared anyway. I was done with my ice cream for today. I picked up my purse and I stood.